"The fruit has on fruits!" I said laughing.Sam stopped tickling and laughed. "Let's pants him, dude!"I got his belt and started unbuckling it, Sam hel... him in place. David was trying even harder to break free."Stop! Leave me alone!" David yelled. His face was dark red as I begin to undo his slacks. I pushed his pants down to his ankles, and gave a quick tug, leaving David down to his briefs and shirt.David yelled, "Give me my pants!" He was trying to pull his shirt down to cover his briefs. Me. Shit. Now I'd have to tell her. I hated having to do it, and I especially hated having to be the bearer of these particular bad tidings. She'd beat herself up for not having been there, even with her mom as out of it as she'd been, and I was the reason she hadn't been able to be there.She took it about as hard as I'd expected. I told her as gently as I could, making sure I said "passed away" instead of the harsher "died"—I never have understood why it matters, they mean the same thing, but it. When Jimmy heard his mom say she loved him, he lost it and began to cry as well. He was embarrassed and didn't want to turn around but he felt his mother pulling him to face her. When they were facing one another, Jennifer buried her face in his chest and began to sob. They stood crying for long time, holding each other.Finally, Jimmy pulled back and looked into his mother's tear streaked face. "We'll work something out mom, we have to. God I love you." He lifted his mother's chin and brought. " I pushed my face into the pillow."Atta girl."He put his hand down on my back I could feel his palm above the scar, his thumb just below. I heard a snip and felt a slight pull. He rested some tool of his on my butt and I heard him moving things around in his medical bag. The noise stopped and I sensed him turning around. I felt another tug and a slight sting. He put the new tool on my butt and picked up the other."You're taking my stitches out." Well, I told you you looked gross. Do you know.